FBPP C31

Chapter 31

<And depending on the enemy character’s size and weight, the timing shifts ever so slightly. From what I know, this is Han Ji-hanjang’s specialty. He used to slice people up with this technique in Master tier. Which means this is a move that even works above Master. So what the hell is it doing in Platinum?>

“Fuck, is this bastard a stalker? How the hell would you know what’s my specialty or not?”
If you’re going to play melee DPS, aiming is the basics. Every pro does at least this much. And who the hell dissects it in this obsessive way?

<And this here—this is the clip of me getting completely stomped 1v1 as Nasarun against his Argen yesterday…. First off, their support? That’s the same support who was duoing with him before. Both of them are smurfs.
I already thought something was up when they picked Seraphine, but then Argen came out, and you guys in chat were spamming hook pings like crazy. Saying it was a free win, saying the game was boring as fuck, and I watched half the viewers leave. And since we even had ClJ on our team, honestly, I thought it was a guaranteed win too. Didn’t even bother checking the enemy nicknames in loading. Should’ve checked. Fuck.>

<Look. I was farming lane and rotating back, and you’re telling me Argen can stand toe-to-toe with Nasarun at this level? Sure, both of them are weak early game noobs, but normally Argen has to play it safe until he gets at least one defensive item.
But this guy—he takes a tower trade early and then eats Natasha, and then he comes straight for me. That’s either brain-dead melee suicide or someone with absolute confidence in their kill pressure. And from what I saw, it was the latter. Anyway, I didn’t respond properly and got killed, so no excuses. My bad. Moving on.>

RoseFlower dragged the play bar forward again to the infamous Seraphine aggro scene and the melee 1v1 showdown.

<People were flaming Horyeong for using his ult to save our ADC, but that was actually the right call. If he hadn’t ulted, the ADC would’ve died without resistance, and Horyeong himself would’ve lost half his HP and gotten cleaned up by Argen before I could even engage. They picked Horyeong specifically to protect our ADC and cut down anyone diving with Nasarun….
And the Seraphine ult timing? I rewatched it in ClJ’s VOD, and the timing was perfect. The wake-up immunity had just ended, so there was no way to cancel—of course he got CC’d and dragged. That was god-tier support sense. Even a VGT pro wouldn’t have reacted in time.
And I swear the melee DPS and Seraphine must’ve been on comms. The melee must’ve called it—‘I see an angle, I’m nearby, pull aggro.’ And that’s why our ADC died instantly… I dived right after and killed their sub-tank. Honestly, that guy was trash. Not me being good, just him being garbage. Look—he gets poked, I dive, and he just dies like nothing. This is Platinum. Even if you see it coming, you should at least try to respond, not just flop over.

And now look at Argen’s HP. He doesn’t even have half, but he turns on me for a 1v1. Against me, Nasarun. If my auto so much as scratches him, he dies. Who does that with raw guts alone?
I was going to wait out his ult because obviously his skills were on cooldown after killing our ADC. Any sane player would hold off—even if it meant wasting ult—because without skills, it’s suicide to engage. But then he uses his mobility skill.

And not even targeting me directly—he aims for an object beside me, lands, and then instantly throws his chain at me. I even turned my aim to auto-attack dodge out, just like that guy’s Nasarun had done earlier. But since my mouse sensitivity isn’t that high, my angle was limited… and this psycho must’ve predicted it or something, because I still got caught in the chain’s homing range.>

“God, this asshole’s loud.”
The video dragged on forever, all because he got his ass handed to him. Listening to him, you’d think getting beaten was some Guinness World Record-worthy achievement.

<And look at the final teamfight. Our main tank is central, the rest of us are left side, and for just a fraction of a second, our tank’s vision reveals enemy positions. And Argen? That crazy bastard dives instantly, using his mobility to go straight for me. That means he read both ally and enemy positions in that split second and dove, banking on the fact that our main tank couldn’t back him up right away. You can’t do that without confidence in follow-up.

In high elo, if a melee DPS dives alone like that, they get flamed to hell. But then Seraphine immediately follows with her ult, dragging me. And the timing? It wasn’t like he dove and then she reacted. No. They went in together. That means their perspectives on the fight were identical. They both saw: main tank’s isolated, enemy DPS line is here, our tank’s behind, if I grab a DPS and Seraphine ults from behind, we blow up the game. They must’ve reached that judgment at the exact same instant for it to be that seamless.>

<Even ClJ typed in chat saying it smelled like Han Ji-hanjang. At first I suspected too, but now I’m not so sure. Han Ji-hanjang doesn’t duo. Forget about duo restrictions in high elo—he doesn’t even have friends. But these two? They look like a duo that’s been syncing for ages. You can’t pull this off without prebuilt synergy—‘If I do this, he’ll definitely do that.’ In high elo, even tanks and DPS lines miscall constantly. So how are these two landing it every time? Minimum team comms, and a long-practiced duo. They’re smurfing in Plat now, but I bet they’ll climb soon.>

“What bullshit. Team comms my ass—we can’t even stand each other.”
There were still seven minutes left, but Ji-han shut the video. He had zero interest in the comments.

The idiot’s potato-face, flailing with every exaggeration imaginable, was revolting.

Ji-han turned back to his keyboard. It felt like this account was already leaking too much of Han Ji-hanjang’s scent. If he stopped playing ranked as JiniHaniJihani right after Han Ji-hanjang’s ban ended, people would connect the dots instantly. One hundred percent. Han Ji-hanjang = JiniHaniJihani.
Better to act like he wasn’t hiding anything—like he simply preferred playing JiniHaniJihani over Han Ji-hanjang for now—even if it got exposed later.

Fuck. How did his life come to this? Why the hell did he even bother with the Siege event?

[Whisper] To AkashaPhilban: Hyung, hyung, hyung, hehe. What are you doing, seriously? **

Seriously, where the hell was this guy even looking? The game was open on his screen but he wasn’t queueing. Who does that? Ji-han always queued the moment he logged in, unless there was a patch or new avatar release.

“Damn. Why does this look like I’m the one chasing after him?”
He’d only dragged that guy into duo queue to piss him off, but now ranked had wormed into Ji-han’s own psyche.

Solo: Melee DPS. Begin matchmaking?
Fuck it. Who cares. Han Ji-hanjang had climbed from Bronze years ago, step by step. If he could do it then, he could do it now. He must’ve just gotten unlucky with teammates earlier.

Ji-han hit the Accept button.

How fickle humans were.
Seo Ji-han admitted it. He had spent five seasons indulging in the sweet comfort of high elo, living like a hothouse flower. Now, stepping into the wilds of the Serengeti without armor, he was out of his depth. People said Diamond was different? Please. He was only Diamond V. That was the entry rank, still lumped with Platinums, the swamp where Diamond gatekeepers sabotaged games to keep Plat players from climbing.

Thanks to his high MMR, Ji-han skipped promos and got placed directly into Diamond V. That spared him the misery of failing promos thanks to trolls, but it didn’t save him from being tossed onto teams with those same gatekeepers.

This place was worse than Plat. The matchmaking was a mess. If his MMR was high enough to skip promos, they should’ve just matched him into higher Diamond, but instead he kept landing in games with Plats or gatekeepers.

[Team] JiniHaniJihani (Jacqueline): You’re actually diving that? Ever been left alone in your new house after your whole family moved away? That’s what this feels like. You dove, everyone died, and I’m just left here alone. Where’s my family, man?

[Team] JiniHaniJihani (Dominique): Stop trying to score kills with your mouth. Your typing is bleeding damage into the chat. You think we’re winning this? If you’d just fought with your bangs instead of with your fingers, this would’ve gone better.

[Team] JiniHaniJihani (Ashita): What, did you just mash your keyboard wondering which key was your ult? QERF right-click double-click? If you’re curious, try a workbook. Hey, this isn’t a classroom.

[Team] JiniHaniJihani (Ashita): Are you guys ghosts? No vision and you think you can see ahead? If you’re seeing the unseen, go get yourself exorcised.

[Team] JiniHaniJihani (Ashita): *In that last teamfight, there was a three-second lag between you and the rest of us. That wasn’t an engage, that was a prologue, you ***head.

[Team] JiniHaniJihani (Oli): Wow, if he actually calculated that dive angle, he should re-enroll in the math department right now.

[Team] JiniHaniJihani (Oli): His dive angle was smaller than the confidence in his chest. A legend of a man. Oh wait, there he is—dead in the back.

And the result was a three-day chat ban.